It is not the destination but the journey that counts

What was MBA for me? 

For me this is what an MBA is all about. We might use all the heavy MBA jargon as we plough through from one term to another, but the interaction with others as diverse as the colours of the rainbow and the learning they bring to our lives is really what the MBA programme is all about.

At the end of the day, the results do not matter, the outcome does not matter, what matters is the journey, what value did you bring to people’s lives and what value did they add to yours.

When we all join MBA we all dream of getting good job in the end of college life. We all work hard for that only one goal and it leave us totally drained within first semester in college life. While no body realize that journey is more important rather than thinking about destination. If you have a good journey than in the end you will reach your destination.

In my time MBA I knew that I am not as good student as there were others in the class. They all were better student, better committed towards program and also towards life. I learned lots from them, from soft skill to hard skill it was never in course. The journey I had with them was some of the best thing that happened to me in past few years. I met people from all kind of places but the thing that most interested me was how they think about their life and how they live it.

I was always a spoilt kid in my family because I was youngest but when I met people in MBA; I realize I had it so easy in life all the time. How people have struggled with time, fought with family, arranged money to get here. They all have a plan for life and how they want to go about things. I always interesting to meet self made people, they will tell you about the exp they have still they will not force you to accept it.

In my journey I found few good friends, few good memories and also in the end of a job where I learning a lot. Though some time I feel like choking with time, deadline but then that’s fun of doing job in STARTUP.

It is the journey that will make you realize what you really want from life. Some time your target might change after few years down the line but the exp. You will have from your journey; never lost it because that is the best learning any one can have in life.

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RAW emotions……

Last night I was reading book named “Does love happen twice” and I felt like to write something. Still I have not finished the book but there were some parts which made me write. I know it sound crazy but that what emotions can do to you sometimes. It can make you do some amazing thing while for others it may be crazy.

I know it quite complicated these days every day start from school to college to office. Every where people looking for perfection, school should be best then you should be best in school. It never ends in your life. Take college life you are competing for marks, for job, for better placement and end you don’t know where you are heading to. I know it sometime tough to say all the wrong things about student who study hard, never party and even never chill out friend. He might reach at the top of the word but does it will give him the satisfaction that he wanted in life. 

I don’t know but I remember few life, “hum apni chahtao ko pane ke liye kya nahi karte aur agar sab kuch dao pe laga ke kuch mil jaye to dil se awaz aati hai, humne ye to nahi chaha tha”.

The little things you forget while being in race. You forget your friends, family and lots of people who love you and the time you realize time has moved on but are still stuck on that time. Friends have new people in life who are more important than you, family have stopped complaining to you about calls and your where about. You want your old days back where it was all about you but life never gives you second chance. I hope it never happens to me because you can recover from this physically but in deep down in your heart you know where you would be stuck.

Maybe you will lose those beautiful movement of fighting for party, eating someone else meal, bunking the class and lots more thing. But can those movements come again when you have time but others don’t? “Prefer extra hour of joy and enjoyment over extra hour of work”.

 This is not a blog or say note. It is something which was on my mind and I put it on paper. I know it is not naturally understandable but afterall these are "RAW EMOTIONS".

Me in my memories

First of all this Saturday was the best day of my life. Till morning I was quite happy with all of my best achievement in my life but what gives me more pleasure was the news about our blog. It was around night when my friend and culprit in writing and updating the blog send me that our blog is taken noted by Google and there are some topic which are searched and our blog s on first page. Now that is what we call Awesome.

Today I want to share one of my past life experience when I was student in class. At that time I was thin and small boy who have lot of insecurities and lots of fear inside his mind. One of my friend who used to be lot fitter and little bit healthy than me, He suggested me to do exercise in morning time. My school was a private school in my village but still it was nice school (Don’t go by name of Village school). I was more so thinking about his suggestion about doing morning exercise and one day I decided that I will go for morning walk and will do little bit exercise with little bit of running, jumping and some stand up and down.

That whole night I could not sleep properly, whole time I was asking my Pita ji

“Pita Ji what is the time?” and he said “So jaa abhi to bahut raat hai”. And yet I could not sleep at that time, all I was thinking about was my morning exercise. I wake up early in the morning around 4 am. As my family member don’t knew about my this plan so I have to do some makeup for it, I made clone of myself by putting cloths of me and walked out of home slowely-2. It was bright sliver night; Half moon was bright and night was towards its end. I could hear the voice on my every step as there was pin drop silence in the street. I was so happy that finally it is my first day of exercise but deep in my heart there was a fear of darkness and the animal that can make run faster than bullet.

Yes I was afraid of “DOG”, but I said to my heart they will not hurt you. They were barking but still I made a good face to think that they might be barking on something else. As I started walking towards the field the dog started following me and barking more and more. They were just behind me; I decide to run otherwise it will be my first and last outing at this time. I ran and all the dogs were behind me, I thought I out run even sprinter that day but still dogs were following me. As the dogs were coming near I decided to jump the Big dig that was there in field to save and I think that was my last option. Either I will cross that and will be safe or I will be in it broke one two bone but still then also I will be safe from dogs.

I jumped the dig and thank to god the dog stopped, finally the stopped and go away. My heart was still beating like a bullet train and I could hear each and every beat of it. This was my first lesson while seeking for health I learnt about life. It is good to have health but life is all that matters. Today I am happy to be thin boy but I learned it is all about living. Even great Darvin said “In this world only fittest survive, no matter you are thin or fat, powerfull or weak. Only the best wins in the end”.

For whom we fear these things come first in life.

By Deepak “Rousa”